Stepping on the void and floating in the middle of the canyon, Qin Feng roared in pain, and his body exploded without warning. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Tick... Tick......

Blood stained the canyon red, the space seemed to be imprisoned, time stopped passing, and all the people and corpses raised their heads in shock, their eyes full of disbelief.

Qin Feng, who had all the advantages, actually chose to blow himself up at this time, to everyone's surprise, such a behavior was even more crazy than a madman.

Qin Feng is an old birthday star who eats arsenic, is he impatient?

Of course not!

When the scarlet blood mixed with the demonic energy of the pitch-black veins cut through the void and dripped onto the faces of people, corpses, and ghosts, their expressions began to distort.

Yes!

A miserable howl came from the throats of those human elites, who covered their faces, screaming and rolling in pain, and their faces were bloody in the blink of an eye.

Qin Feng was a corpse demon, and his blood itself was strongly corrosive, not to mention the essence blood released by the explosion.

This blood, dripping on human skin, is simply a super strong poison, instantly corroding their handsome faces.

If it is dripped on the skin, at most a layer of skin will be lost, but if it is dropped on the eyes, lips or eyebrows, it will be miserable.

Roar!

An elite disciple of Canglan who was holding a bronze sword and killing in all directions suddenly stopped his pace, subconsciously wiped the rancid blood on his lips, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, and then he was covered by the will to kill.

"Senior brother, run, what are you waiting for, it's too late if you don't escape!" A little junior disciple of the Canglan faction saw that the senior brother stopped his pace like a demon, and anxiously pulled the corner of his clothes.

Qin Feng's blood seemed to have played a side effect, and the corpse evil that was contaminated with his blood all had hideous faces, and their eyes were shining, but they stopped attacking violently.

This was an opportunity, a chance to escape, and everyone was ecstatic and ran away frantically.

It doesn't matter if Qin Feng is crazy or not, regardless of the reason for his self-explosion, the corpse evil has stopped attacking, this is definitely great news.

Like a ray of dawn that banishes all darkness. It was too sudden for everyone to feel that happiness had come.

The little junior brother was frightened and nervous, he pulled the senior brother hard, but found that the other party did not move at all, and he could not miss the opportunity, he gritted his teeth and prepared to give up the senior brother, turned around and fled.

Don't miss the opportunity and don't come again, don't run away at this time, but wait for when.

Click!

However, at the moment when the little junior brother turned around and fled, the body of the senior brother behind him moved.

He discarded the blood-dripping sword in his hand, stretched out his black and shriveled claws, and twisted the neck of the little junior brother, the corners of his mouth cracked, and he stretched out his white fangs, and opened his mouth to bite it.

The poor little junior brother didn't even know why his senior brother would sneak attack him and break his neck mercilessly.

Boom... Gollum ......

Blood poured frantically down Senbai's fangs into the throat of the senior brother, and at the same time, the junior brother's body became shriveled, as if it had broken a century-old rotten wood.

"Damn, all the Canglan disciples listen, don't be dripped by the demonic blood, especially the lips, once you absorb the demonic blood, you will be assimilated by it in an instant, and become a corpse evil that kills people without blinking!"

A sword light flickered, falling from the sky, slashing this senior brother to pieces, and the scarlet blood rain settled, revealing an old figure, he was none other than the leading elder of the Canglan faction, Makita.

Old Monster Makita was holding the Lingbao Ancient Sword at this time, with a serious expression, cautiously scanning the surroundings, and casually throwing out a few sword qi to smash the other disciples whose demon blood had entered the body.

He was cleaning up the disciples who had been eroded by corpse blood, and his methods were extremely ruthless, either splitting in half with a sword, or cutting off their heads and shattering their vitality.

Because the old man knew that although they were not corpse demons yet, they still needed to explode their heads, otherwise it would be equivalent to not killing.

"Uncle Pastor, what do you mean by this, although they are corrupted by corpse blood, at least they are still human beings, as the ...... of the Canglan Sect" An elite disciple of the Canglan Sect trembled, his expression trembled, and he was enraged by Makita's indiscriminate killing of innocents, and drew his sword and glared at Makita Dao.

Even the disciples of his own sect were so ruthless, and Elder Makita made everyone's hearts chill.

In the face of the young man's nephew's questioning, the old monster Makita did not change at all, he didn't even blink his eyelids, turned around with a sharp sword, and cut off one of the young man's arms.

"Waste, instead of waiting for them to transform into corpse demons and kill more people, it is better to destroy them now, your arms are corroded by corpse blood, and it seems that even your brain is confused!" Makita Old Monster said with a grim expression and an eerie expression.

At this time, this is not the time for infighting, only by acting vigorously and making an example can there be hope of breaking through the tide of corpses.

Although this young man looks good, it is a pity that his mind is not good, and his vision is not vicious enough, and he is much worse than others.

Sure enough, the killing of the old monster of Makita really had a deterrent effect, and all the disciples dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, staring at the junior brother who had his arm cut off with pity, and prayed silently in his heart.

In such a desperate environment, he was cut off an arm, this elite of the Canglan faction is absolutely unlucky, and he has only one fate, that is, he is eaten by ten thousand corpses.

"Everyone follow Elder Ben and kill outside!" Old Monster Makita looked cold, lifted the blood dripping spirit sword, and turned to kill outward.

Hearing the order, all the Canglan elites also waved the long sword in their hands and slaughtered all directions, both corpse evil and their own peers.

Thump!

Qin Feng's broken body fell from a high altitude, revealing his white joints, but his eyes were full of gloomy murderous aura.

He saw that the elite disciples of the Canglan Sect and the Evil Sect were struggling in despair. Thousands of corpses stopped killing, as if they had lost their minds, and stood in place. The beautiful ghost of the Ghost King Palace, with a hideous face, holding her head with both hands, screamed wildly.

It's a beginning, a fresh start!

"This is the time, kill!"

Suddenly, there was a trace of ripples in the space behind Qin Feng, and Tang Jie had a grim smile on the corner of his mouth, holding a bloodthirsty spear, killing Qin Feng.

From beginning to end, Tang Jie paid close attention to Qin Feng's every move, and he was very hot about Qin Feng's blood.

The forging of the Bloodthirsty Demon made him feel as if something was missing, and that was the demon blood, the demon blood in Qin Feng's body!

As long as he can get the blood of the true demon, he will become another invincible demon in heaven and earth, and Beiling will let him be at ease from then on.

Now, when Qin Feng was weak and had the slightest defense, relying on Tang Jie's plan and patience at this time, he would definitely kill with one blow if he sneaked into an attack.

"Hey, you're finally out!"

Feeling the biting cold wind behind him, Qin Feng was not afraid at all, but had a feeling of being confident and waiting for the rabbit.

Qin Feng wiped the blood from his lips, smiled gloomily, his eyes were full of madness and bloodlust, his body trembled, and he suddenly disappeared without a trace. (To be continued.) )